Recap: Untitled

It was very wet this morning, and it wasn't even raining.

The windows (yep, 2, isn't that great?) in my room overlooks the narrow parking lot into the next series of apartment complexes, so looking outside of it, I didn't realize just how foggy it was until later. That was what was wet. The fog. There was a lot of it and from what I saw this morning the residual patches hung around for quite a while. The main things, however, was there and very cold and clammy it was. My hair was actually wet by the time I showed up in my testing room and I did not ride through a rain, just very thick patches of fog.

If it weren't so cold and wet it'd be very neat, actually, because everything outside of the 10 feet zone of me was gray-white and everything familiar looked very alien. Davis this morning looked uncharacteristically exotic.

I blanked out on a problem on the midterm and mixed up the orbitals and possibly declined stuff wrong in the quiz that followed the midterm. On the other hand-- another week over, yay, and my lit teacher has shifted his essay deadlines back (mostly because he hadn't came up with a theme yet).

Rose is at the "tentative-exploration-of-the-house" stage and has stolen one of my pens today, when I wasn't looking, to take with her to her corner of the room to gnaw on. I think I must have very attractive school-things. Or at least, very attractive to household pets school things. Lucy made off with part of my chem lab manual the other time and made an attempt at my chem book last night (which is rather sad, actually, because come on, it's CHEM) and Rose has developed a fondness for my writing implements and on occasions can be caught napping on my binder).

Thanksgiving next week.
Huh.